Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

Feng Tianjing was pulled up by Wenshui, who held her waist with one hand.

"Ah." Feng Tianjing fell into his arms, stretched out her arms to hug his neck, and Wenshui ran wildly with her in his arms, dodging in the darkness.

"What's going on?" Wenshui asked in a low voice.

The two of them rolled down on the grass. Feng Tian took a deep breath, looked at him with beautiful eyes, and said, "This is for me. Some people don't want me to return to Feng's house."

"Unfortunately, you caught up! It's too late to escape now." Feng Tianjing said.

She left S city and prepared to return to the Feng family.

But she encountered an assassination on the road. She took a detour, but was forced to go up the mountain.

"I don't want you to go back to the Feng family? Aren't you the heir to the Feng family?" Wenshui listened and asked in surprise. As the heir to the Feng family, how could she be hunted down?

Feng Tian listened quietly, laughed out loud, and said, "You are too young."

"..." As Wenshui listened, anger gathered on his fair face, ready to explode.

"Have you ever heard of a puppet emperor? Like Mr. Hei, isn't he also a puppet? Every family has its own scriptures that are difficult to recite. For example, Wang Zhongtuan doesn't want to avenge kindness and want to dig out Gu Chuyan's heart?" Feng Tianjing laughed out loud.

She had long taken these things lightly.

"Hiss." Wenshui groaned in a deep voice. She grabbed him and pushed him away hard.

She turned over, raised her knees and clasped him, pinched his chin with her fingertips, and said close to him: "Master Wen, since you are the one who brought me here tonight, I will not be polite to you."

Wenshui was pressed by her, and his back straightened.

"What do you want to do?" asked Shui Shui, his face turned extremely ugly, and he felt a chill coming over him.

Feng Tianjing's charming little face was full of smiles. She heard a "bang" sound from the stone, and it hit the mountain. Wenshui's sports car was hit and exploded, with flames shooting into the sky.

"Don't even think about running away from such a fun place," she said, dragging Wenshui over.

"..." Wenshui wanted to move, but found that he couldn't move.

She was so proud that she took out the silver needle, rubbed it on his face twice, and said, "Last time I asked An Ge to get it. Didn't you say it could temporarily paralyze people?"

"I'm going to test the medicine for you today." Feng Tianjing said.

The Wenshui Demon's face was horribly serious. He gritted his teeth and said, "Feng Tianjing, if you dare to touch me, I will kill you."

"Come on, aren't you very powerful? Kill me." Feng Tianjing listened, holding the side of his face with one hand, rubbing the root grass against his face, and his smile deepened.

She reached out and grabbed his clothes, looking at him provocatively with raised eyebrows.

"You said wait for the random arrows to fly. If you are poked by the arrows, tsk tsk, ask water. If you are so thin-skinned and tender, if you are poked a hole, blood will flow out." Feng Tianjing said in a low voice.

It's a little cold at night in autumn.

Wen Shui was so cold that his body was stiff. He looked at her with a smile and said, "Don't be afraid, your blood is very precious. I have mineral water. I will help you collect the blood when you are injured."

"Damn, Feng Tianjing! You damn girl." Wenshui was almost driven crazy by her.

Just after the proposal was successful, why did he turn around and be abused by her?

Wait, the proposal was successful and he was abused? This means that Feng Tianjing is taking revenge on him because he teamed up with Zhuo Shu and asked Yao Rong to report false information and deceive Feng Tianjing into saying that he was killed by a bomb.

Now, she's seeking revenge.

"What are you afraid of? Weren't you all killed? Let me see if it's burnt." Feng Tianjing whispered, turning over and attacking him.

"Hiss, ah." Wenshui raised his head and groaned.

On the high mountain at night, rocks kept coming, but he couldn't move.